08-01-2019, 11:04 AM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]The tigress would be greeted by a face she would not recognize, and her heterochromatic gaze fell upon him quietly. She always thought it funny when someone dipped their head towards her. It was something she never really did herself, she was simply too casual for it most of the time, but she would offer one in return, as always. No need to seem disrespectful just because she thought an action was a little silly. Her feathered ear tips twitched as he began to speak, flashing a teasing grin as he mentions her name. It wasn't hard to figure out that she was Goldenluxury Roux once you know there is a Goldenluxury Roux. Her fur wasn't exactly hiding it by any means, and she wasn't going to complain too much. Being an easily recognizable face was something she'd been used to since she began to make her face present in the world, which has certainly been over a year by now. It made introductions easier, at least. "Is' nice t' meetcha', Wormwood. 'm sure you'll like 'em, I learned from one of the best when I was lil'." Her tone is friendly, pleasant. She was confident Crow was taking care of the problem she had last visited for, so she didn't really care to be pissed towards them anymore.
Next to arrive would be the individual she'd made sure to make something special for, and her ears would perk towards her as soon as she noticed. The female found a deeper connection towards her new friend after all of this, which is a feeling she hasn't been able to experience in a very long time. Stepping up as captain also meant she had to cut out several things in order to both perform better, as well as to simply manage her time, and one of those things was her old habit of befriending each and every crewmate she had on a very personal level. It was better for her energy, being introverted, but it still did feel so lonely a lot of the time, so this was a nice change of pace.
Goldie nods towards the familiar female, gesturing towards the cake labelled just for Sam. "Is' the least I can do," she responds in a light manner. "'d never made Irish apple cake before, but I think it turned out nice. Is' good t' try new recipes."
Next to arrive would be the individual she'd made sure to make something special for, and her ears would perk towards her as soon as she noticed. The female found a deeper connection towards her new friend after all of this, which is a feeling she hasn't been able to experience in a very long time. Stepping up as captain also meant she had to cut out several things in order to both perform better, as well as to simply manage her time, and one of those things was her old habit of befriending each and every crewmate she had on a very personal level. It was better for her energy, being introverted, but it still did feel so lonely a lot of the time, so this was a nice change of pace.
Goldie nods towards the familiar female, gesturing towards the cake labelled just for Sam. "Is' the least I can do," she responds in a light manner. "'d never made Irish apple cake before, but I think it turned out nice. Is' good t' try new recipes."
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.